"Xiao'er, you have disappointed grandpa too much!" Hearing Bai Xiao's words, the face of the Great Linggong Bai Ce sank suddenly, causing the temperature in the Linggong Hall to drop by a few degrees.

Bai Ce, the Great Spirit Gong, scolded him, but he scared Bai Xiao into a shock, and hurriedly stood up and bowed down and said, "Please grandpa for advice." ”

Grandpa Bai Ce is good to them, but if he is harsh or even punishes them, he is not merciful.

"Xiao'er, no matter whether the tribe succeeds in establishing a country this time, whether it is the future country or the future tribe, it will be your world.

As a high-ranking person, you must remember that you must not affect the general trend for the sake of momentary pleasure.

This Jiang Cheng is certainly gifted, and he deserves to be a promisingly promising Apocalypse Battle Soul Awakener, but even if his current cultivation takes the opportunity to break through to the Seventh Layer of Cheng'en Realm and become the backbone of a clan, he must not affect our clan's country-building plan because of this!"

Speaking of this, Da Linggong Bai Ce pointed to the spiritual light bead in his hand and said: "You see, Aiko's arms are abolished, and he can be intermittent if he is not idle, but why is Xiao Linggong still restrained until now, and did not kill Jiang Cheng immediately?"

Look at it again, around the competition platform, in addition to the patriarch of the Huli clan, the other patriarchs of the Baihun Eight Tribes, and even the soul warriors, have all gathered around the competition platform, ready to go.

If Xiao Linggong made a move against Jiang Cheng with anger and killed Jiang Cheng, then these people would immediately ignore a single shot!"

"They dare!?" Bai Xiao's voice was full of incredulity: "They dare to attack Xiao Linggong, aren't they afraid that our Bai Hun tribe will settle accounts and destroy their tribe?"

Daling Gong Bai Ce's eyes once again revealed a trace of disappointment, but he still explained impatiently: "Actually, this is Bai Hun Babu's survival strategy!"

"With the strength of our Bai Hun tribe, except for the Geshan tribe, we can easily destroy each of their tribes! We attacked one of them, and at least four or five of them were supporting, because they knew very well that Bai Hun was all prosperous and all were lost.

Especially Xiao Linggong's blatant violation of the rules, it will cause the unanimous resistance of the Bai Hun Eight Divisions!"

"Oh, I understand, grandpa!" Bai Xiao showed an expression of sudden realization, "Xiao Ling Gong killed Jiang Cheng regardless of the rules, if no one helped Ge Shanbu, then Xiao Ling Gong Ming could kill the soul warrior of the Vajra Clan, and then he could kill Xiang Ying of the Flying Feather Clan." ”

"That's right, my Bai Hun tribe has been unable to attack the Geshan tribe for so many years, and there are also reasons why other tribes support each other. ”

Da Ling Gong Bai Ce finally showed a smile, his grandson is not too stupid.

"That grandpa, let this Jiang Cheng get the first, fifty carts of grain, isn't it too cheap for them. ”

"As I said earlier, food is poison!

On the competition platform, except for Hu Zhenjiang, the patriarch of the Huli clan, all the patriarchs of the other seven tribes gathered on the competition platform and stared at Xiao Linggong Feng Qing.

The wisdom honed by life and death in the mountains and forests over the years is not covered.

When a hunting dog encounters a tiger and a leopard, it can only become food, but two hunting dogs can make the tiger and leopard hesitate, and three can make the tiger and leopard fearful. If there are four or five, the tiger and leopard can be defeated.

However, even so, no one dared to open their mouths to stimulate Xiao Linggong Feng Qing again.

The step of the rush is not until it is absolutely necessary, and no one is willing to take it.

On the competition platform, only Jiang Cheng's momentum is constantly climbing, although it is still very weak compared to the momentum of Xiaolinggong Feng Qing, but it has grown into a grass that can stand in the wind and rain.

Xiao Linggong Feng Qing's chest rose and fell violently, and he was now a little difficult to ride a tiger. The tribe has been plotting the plan to establish a country for so many years, and he doesn't want to destroy it from the bottom of his heart.

But his son's injury made him angry, and he couldn't wait to tear Jiang Cheng apart for the rest of his life. But the patriarchs of the seven tribes, plus the soul warriors behind them, this is a force that is enough to shake the foundation of the Bai Hun tribe.

"Okay, Feng Qing, stop it. Suddenly, a majestic voice exploded into everyone's ears, no need to ask, everyone knew that there was only one person who had this magical power of telecommunication in the air, and there was only Bai Ce, the great spirit prince of the Bai Hun Division.

"Xiao Linggong's beloved son is anxious, and he is in a hurry, please forgive me, the old man is here, I will compensate you for Xiao Linggong!"

After a pause, the majestic voice continued, "Jiang Cheng vs. Feng Zhanyuan, Jiang Chengsheng, Jiang Cheng won the first place and reward in this martial arts competition, congratulations to Geshanbu, you will receive a reward of fifty carts of grain!"

Feng Zhanyuan won the second place and the reward, and next, Jin Tai of the King Kong Department and Zhu Li of the Fire Rì Department will have a final battle to determine the third and the reward of this martial arts competition!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of jealousy and envy immediately turned to Katsuyamabu.

Almost at the same time, in the Linggong Hall in the distance, Bai Ce, the Great Linggong who had just finished the transmission, stroked Bai Xiao's head and whispered: "The most powerful life-urging talisman has been sent, and the plan to establish the country has begun from now on."

The voice transmission of the Great Spirit Gong Bai Ce in the air seemed to be random, but at the first moment when the voice came, Feng Qing immediately put away the surging spiritual power, and the patriarchs of the various clans also put away their nervous expressions one after another and turned back to their respective positions!

As a result, this violation of the rules by Xiao Linggong intervening to save his beloved son was exposed by Bai Ce, the great Linggong. However, the accident happened when Xiaolinggong Feng Qing hugged his beloved son Feng Zhanyuan and stepped down.

Feng Zhanyuan, whose face was flushed, struggled to jump down from the arms of Feng Qing, the little Linggong, stared at Feng Zhanyuan angrily and shouted angrily: "Father, I don't want this kind of thing to happen next time." You can treat me after the war, or you can collect my body, but you must not trample on my pride!"

These few words were said by Xiaolinggong Feng Qing, and then, Feng Zhanyuan bowed to Jiang Cheng and said: "I lost this battle!"

I, Feng Zhanyuan, lost convincingly!

But, next time, I'm definitely going to beat you and kill you!

However, this time I owe you a life, and I will make you owe me my life before I kill you completely!"

After saying this, Feng Zhanyuan raised his head, just shook his arms like soft noodles, as if he was a victor, and left with his head held high.

Xiao Linggong Feng Qing was there, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly, he underestimated his son's pride.

"What a proud guy!" Jiang Cheng shook his head, and he couldn't wait to sense the strength after the breakthrough.

The feeling of the bulging spiritual energy in the dantian qi sea made Jiang Chenghun full of strength up and down.

Jiang Cheng didn't expect that he would break through to the seventh level of Cheng'en Realm under the extreme pressure of Xiao Linggong. Originally, according to Ah Gong's estimate, Jiang Chengxiu improved too quickly and broke through this bottleneck, and he didn't want to break through it for a year and a half.

Now it's only been a few days, and it's broken!

Jiang Cheng felt that with his strength after breaking through to the seventh level of the Chengen Realm, if Feng Zhanyuan took him again and blasted the waterfall thousandfold, Feng Zhanyuan's arms would definitely be blown to pieces, and he would even kill Feng Zhanyuan on the spot.

This is the power of the sevenfold power of the Chengen Realm!

"Good boy, great!"

"Fifty carts of grain, good fellow, you saved the entire tribe! Daddy Shi, they can stay in the tribe with peace of mind!" When Jiang Cheng came down from the competition platform, he was immediately surrounded by the clansmen of the Geshan tribe, and he couldn't stop boasting.

Yang Ze was even so excited that he cried a little, "Jiang Cheng, do you know, my grandfather, my father, are just like Daddy Shi, in the disaster year when the snow closed the mountain, in order to save food and let the young and strong live, they walked out of the tribe and disappeared into the mountains and forests forever!"

Every time I see the old and weak walking out of the tribe and self-exile, I hate my incompetence and want to kill myself, thank you, thank you!"

Yang Ze hugged Jiang Cheng tightly into his arms, and inadvertently, tears had wet Jiang Cheng's shoulders.

"Uncle, it's going to get better, the clan's rì son will get better and better!" Jiang Cheng comforted Yang Ze, his eyes were also a little moist, the scene of the clan's self-exile was definitely the cruelest sadness in the world.

Who said that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place.

In stark contrast to the joy of the Geshan tribe, it is Hu Zhenjiang, the patriarch of the Huli clan.

The death of his son and the food reward received by Geshanbu all plunged Hu Zhenjiang into an irrepressible anger.

The competition continues, and the final battle, which is the final battle between Jin Tai of the Vajra Department and Zhu Li of the Fire Rì Department for third place, is the bloodiest and most brutal battle!

But the result was already predestined.

In a battle in which both participants have put life and death aside and both put their lives on the line, the only thing that determines the final outcome is strength.

Even if it is Zhu Li of the Fire Division, he will do everything, but he has been injured a lot before, and he has lost an arm, he is not the opponent of King Kong Jintai after all.

If it weren't for the patriarch of the Fire Rì tribe tearfully admitting defeat, I'm afraid that Zhu Li would not admit defeat if he didn't fight to the last drop of blood.

The third place in the tournament and the reward finally fell into the hands of the Vajra Department.

This time the martial arts competition finally ended with Jiang Cheng, the dark horse, dominating the leader, and only Hu Zhenjiang, the patriarch of the Huli clan, was there staring at blood-red eyes, standing in the cold wind for a long time!

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